Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1163 1153. Rookie
Pi Luyang was jumping up and down, and when he looked up he saw that he had lifted 124 kilograms.

Immediately he stopped jumping and wailing.

Such punching power is like that of Superman.

I guess Tyson and Holyfield are no more than this.

He was thinking about it in his mind and even recited it aloud, looking so proud.

In particular, Liu Hanpeng followed closely behind, and his posture was even more powerful than Pi Luyang. He shouted loudly and attacked with all his strength.

The wailing sound was louder than Pi Luyang's, and he jumped higher than Pi Luyang while holding his wrists.

But he only weighed 92 kilograms.

Pi Luyang became even more arrogant, and his mouth was full of sarcasm.

The customer service manager nicknamed Lao Wan, who was on the same team as Liu Hanpeng, felt embarrassed. He separated from the crowd, walked quickly forward, and took out a few pairs of boxing gloves from under the machine.

Pi Luyang: ...

Liu Hanpeng: …

"Why is there such a thing?", "And protective gear???"

They both exclaimed in unison.

They have boxing gloves, so what were they planning to do with their bare hands?
It's just because I have strong bones.

Lao Wan calmly put on his boxing gloves and pointed to the label on the base below.

Nothing was said.

His eyes were full of mockery of these two idiots.

It says on the label, [Glove Box], and the font is very large for fear that I can’t see it.

I didn't even see this, how shameful.

Lao Wan put on his gloves, jumped twice on the spot, and threw out several straight punches, hooks, and swinging punches. His movements looked very realistic, as if he had practiced them before.

After showing off for a while, he used all his strength to hammer the target on the boxing strength tester.

There was a muffled "dong" sound.

The numbers on the display jumped rapidly and finally stopped at 112 kilograms.

"Tsk!" X2.

He puts on such a high profile, and I thought he was so powerful, but it turns out he is not even as good as Pi Luyang.

Lao Wan took off his boxing gloves and raised his fists high to look at them repeatedly.

Not red, not swollen, still white and plump.

He shook his hands and pointed them in the direction of Pi Luyang, making the same move as when he was blasting flies. "This is the first time the machine has been turned on, so it must be considered debugging, so the data is inaccurate. Old Pi has taken advantage of it."

No matter what your grades are, you have to be tough.

Pi Luyang snorted and shook his head, "Cai Bao, come on."

The second one in his team, his little brother Caibao, ran up and picked out a pair of pink boxing gloves, women's style, because he had small hands.

There was a white pair for women, but he refused to use it.

Put on gloves and gather all your strength, "Hi~~", "Bang~~", 63 kilograms.

The people around scattered.

Stay away from him.

Xiao Zhao, who was recording the results, was very happy. He waved to Cai Bao repeatedly, "Come here, sister."

Cai Bao shuddered, turned around and deliberately pinched his fingers, shyly going to Pi Luyang to find trouble.

Pi Luyang felt so disgusted that he pinched his fingers and twisted them like a dough twist.

The two of them were disgusting to each other.

All in unison, "yue~~"

Xiao Zhao was even wondering if he was too close to these people...
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After reading it all over.

These guys are honest.

Two teams of oxen and horses lined up one by one and hammered their fists on the dynamometer.

110、102、98、76、85、97……

Anyway, it fluctuates around one hundred.

There are few over a hundred.

Pi Luyang actually has the strongest punch among this group of people.

Xiao Zhao is tired of remembering double-digit numbers.

He looked at Yin Siling and nodded at the group of people, "How boring."

Yin Siling nodded decisively, "Indeed."

My sisters all said so...

Xiao Zhao casually slapped the notebook into Yin Siling's hand.

He strode into the crowd and said, "Move aside, I'll do it."

People parted like the tide.

Everyone cheered and shouted. "Make way for Sister Zhao!", "Where are the gloves? The new ones?", "Come on, let Sister Zhao show you what a heroine is!"

These people kept praising Xiao Zhao, but in fact they were waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Xiao Zhao saw it, remembered it in his heart, put on his boxing gloves, and without saying a word, he stood in horse stance and punched the target.

"Boom!"

Swish~~There was complete silence all around, and everyone dropped their jaws in shock.

Xiao Zhao was shocked himself.

I couldn’t believe it, “Am I that awesome?”

Because the number on the display clearly read [140].

It is 16 kilograms more than the tallest Pi Luyang and almost twice as heavy as Caibao.

Machines don't lie.

"Sister Zhao is awesome!", "Sister Zhao is awesome!", "Sister Zhao, I want to give birth to a baby for you!!!"

"roll!"

This time the howl was genuine.

While shouting, he took photos and sent them to Zheng Xinxin, adding fuel to the fire.

Poor kid, he will have a hard time in the future...

A group of grown men lost to a girl in a boxing test.

They seem like a bunch of noobs.

Shame on you.

He looked left and right, searching everywhere, "Who else hasn't been beaten yet? Who else?"

I actually found one.

Luo Shaoan, who was standing at the end of the line, was not fighting or competing, but just watching the fun.

"Shaoan, Shaoan, come quickly, we're the only one missing." Pi Luyang and the others felt like they had found a life-saving straw.

The hope of the whole village.

Luo Shaoan is not very interested in measuring punching strength.

But my colleagues are all greeting me, so it’s not good to be unsociable.

I had no choice but to walk up from the end of the line, get close to the dynamometer, and gently hammer it twice.

The force was too small and did not trigger the test sensor.

He was just trying out the feel of it and discovered that it was covered with a thick sponge pad, so he wouldn't get hurt even if he hammered it hard.

Pi Luyang and Liu Hanpeng are complete noobs.

So just calm your mind and take a horse stance, just like Xiao Zhao did just now.

He steadily drew his fist under his ribs, twisted his body, waited for two seconds, and then suddenly swung it out, with his fist spinning and hitting the target. It was a straight punch.

It's like a spring that is compressed to the extreme and suddenly released.

"boom!"

The dynamometer made a muffled sound.

A line of numbers appears on the display, [195]

A group of people rubbed their eyes subconsciously, and then looked carefully, and found that it was indeed 195 kilograms.

The newly installed jaw fell off again.

A bunch of people who were less than 100 were depressed, and Luo Shaoan could take on two of them alone.

Caibao was about to cry, but Luo Shaoan could stand up to three of them.

Pi Luyang, who had been so proud of himself and firmly ranked first on the male list, was suddenly deflated. He was in his twenties and was in his prime, but he could not compare with the young men in their early twenties.

He hit Luo Shaoan on the chest twice and said, "It's not that big..." Well, it's quite big, bigger than him.

Pinching Luo Shaoan’s arm, “Your arm is not that thick…”, well, it is quite thick, thicker than his arm.

Pi Luyang has become autistic.

Luo Shaoan quickly comforted him, "Brother Lu, don't be discouraged. You don't know how to exert strength. I have practiced with the boss, using waist strength and core strength. You only swung your arm just now, so of course the strength of one arm is small."

Everyone knows that the boss is good at kung fu.

Thinking back to Luo Shaoan’s actions just now, they seemed different from theirs.

Hey, wait.

Everyone looked at Xiao Zhao again, "Sister Zhao, you old lady..."

Xiao Zhao's actions just now were the same as Luo Shaoan's.

Xiao Zhao is no longer on the same level as these rookies, so he won’t engage in verbal argument.

She rubbed her nose like Bruce Lee and snorted, "I've practiced that, too."

There is no need to mention such details as giving up because of tiredness after practicing for half a month.

Pi Luyang and the others suddenly came back to life. It turned out that they had practiced before. No wonder, no wonder, their loss was not unfair...

(End of this chapter)